A Special Tribute Edition Of The Daily Blog

“Fight Against Stupidity And Bureaucracy”


Well it seems we are all safe and sound. What did the Mayans know anyway.

Slight change of pace here at the fasab blog today. Instead of the usual offering I have instead a special edition of The Daily Blog which I have been given exclusive permission to reproduce as part of this post.

It’s an interesting story and celebrates a great milestone in the history of blog-world.

(The Daily Blog has been reproduced as a jpg file, so if you have any difficulty reading it on this blog just right click and save it to your hard drive and you should be able to magnify it with your picture viewer.)

The Daily Blog Special Tribute Edition



50 Aged To Perfection.

So there you have it. John Erickson (50) is…. well… Fifty today. Yes folks, he’s been around for half a century, five decades, six hundred months, two thousand six hundred eight weeks, eighteen thousand two hundred sixty-three days, four hundred thirty-eight thousand three hundred twelve hours, twenty-six million two hundred ninety-eight thousand seven hundred twenty minutes, one billion five hundred seventy-eight million seconds, one trillion five hundred seventy-eight billion milliseconds, one quadrillion five hundred seventy-eight trillion micro seconds, one quintillion five hundred seventy-eight quadrillion nanoseconds, or a hell of a long time!

Decades = 5

Years = 50

Months = 600

Weeks = 2,608

Days = 18,262

Hours = 438,291

Minutes = 26,298,720

Seconds = 1,578,000,000  or 1.578e+9

Milliseconds = 1,578,000,000,000  or 1.578e+12

Microseconds = 1,578,000,000,000,000  or 1.578e+15

Nanoseconds = 1,578,000,000,000,000,000  or 1.578e+18

Very many congratulations John, hope you have a great birthday and here’s to the next 50!!!

(and forget about the candles, that many is a fire hazard, try a 50 watt bulb.)



Now as an added birthday treat John, you have a liking for cars so what about a trip down automobilia memory lane?

Remember any of these babies?




Buick LaSabre 1960


Ford T'bird 1961


Cadillac convertible 1963




Chrysler Newport 1965


Pontiac Firebird 1967


Ford Mustang 1967


Chevrolet Camara 1968


Dodge Coronet Super Bee 1969


Oldsmobile Cutlas 1969


Ford Maverick 1970.

Dodge Dart 1970.

Dodge Challenger 1970.

Chevrolet Impala 1970.

Chevrolet Cheville SS 1970.

Oldsmobile Cutlas 442 1970.

Pontiac Le Mans 1970.

Pontiac GTO 1970.

Ford Torino 500 1971.

AMC Javelin AMX 1972.

Buick Skylark 1972.

Chevrolet Corvette 1972.

Plymouth Duster 1973.

Lincoln Continental Mark V 1974.

Mercury Monterey 1974.

Pontiac TransAM 1975.

Plymouth Barracuda.

Buick Riviera.

Oldsmobile Toronado.

Cadillac Fleetwood Brougham Talisman.

Chrysler New Yorker Brougham.













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Awkward Moments – Life’s Great Levelers

“Fight Against Stupidity And Bureaucracy”


Have you ever had awkward moments when you feel a bit stupider than normal? Thankfully I am not as intellectually challenged as the people who feature in this blog, and, of course, neither are you. But I have had my moments!

For example I have been at serious business meetings in hotels where everybody leaves at the same time. We go outside, say our goodbyes, shake hands  –  and then we all set off walking in the same direction! FFS!!!

There are lots of others too. Here are just some of the classics.




That awkward moment when someone says “Hello!” and you say “Good thanks!”

(Okay, so there are times I don’t really listen.)



That awkward moment when you don’t know whether you should tell someone they have food wedged between their teeth.

(I always leave that job to someone else.)



That awkward moment when you notice someone’s zipper is down but you don’t want to say anything because you don’t have a good excuse for why you were looking there in the first place.

(So many euphemisms for this one. The awkward bit is when you are talking to someone so dumb they can’t take the hint.)



That awkward moment when you’re trying to get over someone you weren’t even dating.

(This actually did happen to a friend of mine, the dork!)



That awkward moment when you don’t know if you should hug someone or not.

(Americans are huggers, continental Europeans are kissers on both cheeks, but the British find the whole idea repulsive and usually recoil in terror – awkward or what?)



That awkward moment when you try to exit through a closed glass door.

(I’ve posted videos about this one – very funny when it happens to other people.)



That awkward moment when you pull the push door even though it’s clearly signed.

(I’ve done this one, happens a lot if you are preoccupied with other things.)



That awkward moment when someone asks you how far along you are, and you are not pregnant.




That awkward moment when someone asks when your baby is due and you had your baby two years ago.

(Double whoops!!)



That awkward moment when you don’t know which arm rest is yours at the cinema.

(Or which cup holder to stick your drink in. Is there a rule? They haven’t told me??)



That awkward moment when you get stuck in a bean bag.

(Never a bean bag, but got stuck in a leather chair once, maybe blog about that one.)



That awkward moment when you arrive at the party and see someone else wearing the same dress.

(Personally I don’t wear dresses, but I can see how it might be awkward.)



That awkward moment when you’re singing Happy Birthday but you don’t know the name of the person so you just mumble the name part.

(Semi-pro at this one.)



That awkward moment when you’re talking to someone but you can’t remember their name, so you try to avoid introducing them to the person you’re with.

(Gold medalist if this was an Olympic sport.)



That awkward moment when you try to sneak a photo of someone but the flash goes off.

(You’d have to know how to work the camera on your phone for this one.)



That awkward moment when you realize you’ve kept talking after the call dropped out.

(Since the arrival of cell phones who hasn’t had this one happen at least once?)



That awkward moment when unexpected visitors arrive at 11am and you’re still in your PJ’s.

(Haven’t done this one yet, I just wouldn’t let them in.)



That awkward moment when you see someone that looks like someone you know, and you scream their name, and it’s not them.

(Well maybe not scream, but I have got names mixed up once or twice.)